What's Left For Me?A Poem by Madeline ManThis is an acoustic song still in progress.People are always telling me what to do and what to say, It's as if they think life's just one big game we all play;
People are always wanting more, Asking for it through my door,
And what am I to say? So I give it to them anyways;
(chorus) Take, Take, Take That's all people ever do; And do I ever get anything in return? Give, Give, Give That's all I ever do Secretly I wonder when I'll get my turn
And to my disdain, They always leave me with hope and faith
But when do my wishes come true? That's what I ask you
Not today, today, today Not today.... © 2009 Madeline ManAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 19, 2009 AuthorMadeline ManWonderlandAboutI am a girl. I am fifteen years old but I have lived what seems like one hundred. I no longer dwell on the past, I leave that to my writing. I prefer living each day like there is not going to be anot.. more..Writing
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